Howling at the moon joke story picture

I stand under the moonlight, my sinewy arms outstretched, my hands splayed to catch her silvery rays. She is mine and I am hers, the Lady of the Night. She smiles at me and caresses my naked body with cool, tender whispers. From deep within a howl emerges, slowly rising to my lips, and I lift my head to declare my love to the world...

“Honey!" shouts a voice from downstairs.  "Supper will be ready in 5 minutes.”

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